Hey,
It's been just about three and a half years since my last post. Since my last anything to do really at all with this blog. I forgot about it. Facebook took over. Law school took over. Everything else happened. I hate to sound regretful, I always told myself to live with no regrets, but I kind of wish i could tell my last-post self what exactly to avoid (Cabana, West End on June 26th, 2006, Booze).
Living without regrets is NOT the same thing as living without consequences. I transposed them. Now I am sitting in my bedroom on Memorial Day Night, the windows are open, and the trucks passing on I-440 sound like wind coursing through rocky hills. I'm five and one half months sober. I'm single. I'm an assistant public defender. I'm living with my brother.
Last-post Kevin would have probably lost his shit after hearing any of those things. Especially the part about the wind.
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